Luyện nghe bài hát Million Dollar Baby

(Chorus)
One two, one two, and I say
One two, one two, and I say
One two, one two, and I say
One two, one two, and I say

(Verse 1)
Sick wit' it, six digits, big
Get lots of head six midgets
It just this I live by,
Represent the road I up by,
And I see the like an umpire.
Mothafuck one time, and everything
I am the boss, I a nigga tell you about the gunline
I'm in the hog sometime, I'm in the Porsche
I drive mothafucka like I'm tryna beat a deadline.
Holla at the boy bitch, yes I'm the boy
I'm fly and boyfriend's an ostrich
How much you cost
See I will buy you and then sell you back an auction.
Okay? I am affiliated DJ Drama
And this Just track has just met Jeffery Dahmer
I am a on the beat like Carson Palmer
And them couldn't see me with panorama.
(Haha) Niggas as a can of flowers
You soft as a can of
You with a piranha
The is no illusion
Paper tall as a
I'm paid hoe, I could change your life all in a
I promise I see the city skyline my shower
I'm feeling a gun with a bag of gun powder
Pow pow
I'm higher Mr. Childs
Fresh from the of the ant pile.
Weezy!

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)
My is gangsta, my aim is money
The championship is beautiful but the game is
They say feed the hungry, but bitches is greedy
But I'm awfully gifted, I am simply
It's come to my room, I make her feel it's Egypt
And she leave out that room feelin' a paraplegic
My fuck is my capital feature
I her ass up like a pair of new sneakers
Back to the at hand
Baby I'm a wealthy ass black man
Flow more rare than finding sand
And, I want some brain like a fucking cat scan
I just want paper like a fucking trash can
is a maze so how's it hanging Pac-Man?
I to amaze, as well as advance
I'm so far I gotta save the last dance.

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)
Get it like panters I enhance,
M.O.B., I'm all my chips like Lance
I be with with animal tactics,
I I'm backed up like New York traffic
You dumb fucks, you're but lunch ducks,
Big nuts hairs, swinging like
Hollygrove I'm claiming it insurance
been on the grind, nigga you're just a tourist,
Flowers for the dead, say to the florists
Fuck with me wrong bet I it like Borris
Now they tryna it but I ain't Chuck Norris
I it with Lil' Few and he rolling up a forest
Can't be compared, no I'm not a
Can't be banned, I'm sorry Delourous
Fuck Williams, the bitch look like a dude
Her body look chewed and her hair glued
But let me get to my food
Eat the track up and leave the mic
Why in 30 lives would you ever war I
I'm gettin' high thinking about the Carter 5
My homies straight, my momma and my daughter's fine
Everyday I pray and thank the great Lord of
Weezy baby, you're lookin' at
Gangsta Grillz, no